moss and a place to sit and think…

From the footpath looking down to the stream I saw this…

It is muddy underfoot today after the rains, the stream has a strong lyrical sound and light bounces from the bubbles as it moves fast. What a place to sit and think this could be.

Moss – wrapping branches, wrapping stones, painting tree limbs – tiny cushion-like mounds, little shards and fingers akin to green icicles, some darkly slippery on the path – all punctuating the landscape with colour